hearing this piece performed live (and professionally) has been a little dream; it's so delightful and refreshing to have those little dreams fulfilled. and it's so delightful to hear live music! nothing can replace the humanity of that experience: the stiff-shirt symphony master and the pompous, made-up assistant; the last-chair cellist, a little man in his 50s, perhaps even early 60s, who has a sort of anxious look that he's not sure he's really quite good enough even to be last chair, but he's going to play his heart out; the whisper of strings on bows; the anxiety, delight, and intense concentration on the look of the musicians. even the slight mis-timings are thrilling, because it indicates the flawed humanity, reaching with its whole being, for something so glorious. the whole piece was just as incredible as i had hoped and desired it to be, and when those intense, suspenseful notes of the 4th movement began, shivers went up my spine and something pricked at the back of my eyes. it was superb.
what have we done to ourselves that we replace this magnificent experience, of appreciating the talent of long-dead composer, real live musicians, and the striving of the human soul with these segments of made-up reality? no video game, no movie, no television show, no internet gimmick, can replace this interplay of audience and artist, beholder and creation. let us rejoice in the good things God has given us!
and if you've never heard this piece, take 15 minutes, tops, of your day. turn out the lights, close your eyes, and listen to the 4th movement of dvorak's 9th symphony.
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Oh, J'aime! You could not have said it better!
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